Harrisburg, Utah
Interstate i-15 East – Harrisburg exit 22 offramp
Friday, December 21th2035
10:00 PM
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Afton Nano-control version 2.11 B
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"Get up…."
Who is that….
"Get up…."
I don't recognize that voice….
"Is she offline?"
What are they talking about?
"Hey!"
"Hey get up now!"
"What!?" Faux Roxanne said getting up. She was now sitting in a snowy ditch down a hill past the guardrail she crashed against.
She was surrounded by law enforcement and the St. George OAOS, with Rockstar Chica securing special handcuffs on her hands behind her back that will induce a shock to her systems if she struggles against them. These handcuffs are only used on animatronics that have gone rogue or are a suspect in a crime, unfortunately necessary due to the great strength of the hydraulic systems in today's robots.
"Hey…what the hell is going on!? Where am I!?" She cried out.
"You know exactly what you have done. Don't play that game with me lass. I am not in the mood after dealing with you and all the chaos you caused tonight." Rockstar Foxy said.
"What the hell? Who the hell are you? Why am I being detained?" Faux Roxanne asked.
"Okay I am really not in the mood for this. Cut the act! Now I'm going to read you your rights." Rockstar Foxy said to her while Rockstar Chica lifted her up off the ground keeping a hold on her.
Rockstar Chica noticed the wolf woman looked terrified of what was happening.
She then noticed the wolf woman looking at herself.
"No….no no no no no no…" She kept repeating in a panic.
"I'm a….I'm a…..now it has a be a nightmare, it has to be a nightmare…."
She started screaming and crying before throwing herself to the ground crying.
"What the hell…." Rockstar Foxy said in disbelief.
"Oh man she's coo coo." Rockstar Bonnie said.
"Bonnie! Look guys, can you just give me a few minutes with her? Foxy please." The bird woman said.
The robotic fox man sighed.
"Okay…fine….5 minutes….after that…..she's going in the back of a cruiser and taken in for holding." Rockstar Foxy said walking to the armored truck the squad has.
Rockstar Chica crouched down next to the wolf.
"Hey hun, I know your scared right now. I don't know what made you do the things you did back there tonight, but maybe you can talk to me, maybe you have something going on that has gone un-diagnosed in your hardware. We can get you help, but you gotta work with me and be honest with me. Maybe we can get the system to go easy on you. Tell me everything." She said softly.
"I remember a car crash. I was with my friends, we we're having a good time, and then a drunk driver hit our car…that's all I can remember….I…I don't remember anything after that. I…I can't remember anything after that." The wolf said nervously.
"Drunk driver…are you referring to yourself somehow? You weren't driving a car tonight…."
"No…I was coming home from doing finals….and I was with my friends Maria, Shawn, Daniel. We were headed out to go celebrate that we finished our exams with perfect scores….then…then…I don't know what happened. Now…I'm here looking like….what's that mascot's name….Roxanne Wolf? I want to this to be a nightmare, I want this to be fake, I want to wake up now…..but I can't…I'm….I'm a monster….I just want my mom and dad, I want to go home…." She cried.
You really don't remember anything…..And your supposed to be Roxanne Wolf….
Rockstar Chica thought.
The chicken looked at her like she was seeing a completely different person than the one she helped stop moments ago.
"Hey…it's okay um Roxanne?….let's go easy on you okay? We can take you back to our office and sort this all out. And while were at it, let's get you some repairs." Rockstar Chica said noticing some of the shell pieces on Faux Roxanne's arm's were missing.
The wolf nodded.
"And it's…..Victoria…Not Roxanne….I'm not a children's mascot." She said.
"Right….Victoria….C'mon on your feet, let's go. I can't take the cuffs off you, I'm sorry." Rockstar Chica answered. The wolf didn't respond but she was calmer now.
"Okay we got her." Rockstar Chica said walking the wolf to the back of the OAOS armored SUV.
"Guess I should have you detain people more often, hah." Rockstar Foxy said.
Rockstar Freddy and Rockstar Chica both gave him a look of annoyance for a moment before they proceeded getting the wolf strapped into her seat and secured.
"I'll see myself out now…" The fox responded walking back to his bike until he saw Gregory walking back up the off ramp after parking his bike on the side of the off ramp to Harrisberg.
"Well now, it's a good thing you didn't take off lad. We have some questions for you." Rockstar Foxy said with a serious expression.
"Look…it's already on the news….if you guys are gonna book me for juvie just do it….I'm returning the bike I stole too…take it. I'll go willingly. Just let me call my family once before I'm done for." Gregory said sounding defeated with his hands up.
"Woah woah there laddie, your not in trouble at least not with us. After looking at the report from the officers at the mall in St. George, we realized the incident was not your fault….It was that one's fault." Rockstar Foxy said pointing at Faux Roxanne in the back of the OAOS SUV.
"Yeah, it was but, I also should have not done what I did tonight. I should have ran, and not taken the bike. I should have let police handle it." Gregory started blaming himself.
Cue Theme: Magic For Whom by AniZero
"Look lad, you had the best of intentions tonight. I could tell. Your not gonna have a record. In our reports we will write that you were a civilian caught up in the chase. And we will deal with getting the bike back to the mall and any damages it sustained repaired tonight. All covered by your parents tax dollars." Rockstar Foxy said with a hearty laugh.
"Really?" Gregory asked.
"Really. We can do that. That said, it won't shield you from your parents punishments for your stunt, or the judgement from a certain someone within our agency. But legally, you'll be fine." Rockstar Foxy said.
"Yeah my parents…." Gregory said.
"I already know them, Glamrock Fredrick Fazbear and Vanessa Munroe Afton. I saw your file in the federal database." The fox responded.
"What's going to happen to her?" Gregory asked looking at Faux Roxanne.
"I don't know yet. Honestly….but will figure out her story once we talk with her back at the office. I know she is tied to the Afton case. But even at my level, I don't have access to those files, but I was able to glean that you and your family have ties to the case, as victims. I'm sure…there's more info you would love to tell us…but…you've been through enough for one night, so it's fine. We can take it from here in terms of that case. Our branch is not even assigned to it anyway, so will be calling our buddy's that live in your neck of the woods to find out more I'm sure." Rockstar Foxy said.
"There is so much going on…you don't even know the half of it…what model Foxy are you again?" Gregory asked.
"Rockstar Foxy lad. I know a good chunk of it…I'm sure you miss your dad, a lot, he's a great guy. But I know the team's in Salt Lake and Hurricane are working hard on the case, and with answers from this imposter here, we can get closer to the truth. Anyway…enough about that. Let's get in touch with your family back at home. I'm sure your mom, my cousin, and Rockstar Chica's cousin are worried sick about you. Oh and in case you didn't know, your friend Cassidy is going to be okay, she's just been patched up and is able to drive her car again, she will be picking you up from our office. You can wait with us." Rockstar Foxy said.
"Wait…that's Glamrock Chica's cousin?" Gregory asked.
"Yup…don't see the resemblance?" Rockstar Foxy said looking at the chicken woman close up the doors to the back of the OAOS SUV and then give a signal to Bonnie and Freddy to take off. The armored SUV took off on the Harrisburg exit passing them with it's blue lights flashing, the rabbit and bear waving at them as they drove by. Faux Roxanne looked out the backseat window at Gregory as the SUV passed by, with a look of regret.
Police were still cleaning up the scene, and preparing to open up this section of the east bound side of the highway soon to public traffic again. The Hayabusa Faux Roxanne was riding was turned out to be stolen a week ago, it's owner will be notified and insurance will fully cover the damages. The wrecked bike was almost unrecognizable and had the rider been human, this chase would have ended in a horrific tragedy.
A tow truck from one of the local towing companies was called in to load up and recover the bike. Same for the one Gregory was riding.
Rockstar Chica walked over to them.
"Looks like we're all set here, the local PD can take it from here, meet you at HQ?" She asked.
She noticed the boy. Her maternal side came out.
"Gregory, oh honey are you okay?" She said softly.
"Yeah…I'm fine, at least physically and legally. I don't know about anything else." He chuckled.
"My cousin has told me all about you. You're a brave kid. Hell of a lot braver than most your age. I'll call and tell her your okay. And that her cuz has got you." Rockstar Chica said.
"So you're the Rockstar Chica she always told me about. I wish we met on happier circumstances. I don't think she's gonna be too happy with me tonight…." Gregory said.
"Yeah….I could understand that…she's probably thinking the worst with how this all happened. But I promise, I'll vouch for you when I speak with her. We here know you had the best of intentions, so does your friend Cassidy. She's gonna be picking you up at our main office, so you can come ride with me in my cruiser." Rockstar Chica said motioning for him to walk with her to her agency issued, unmarked, black 2035 Dodge Charger.
"I'll be behind you both on my baby." Rockstar Foxy said grinning.
"Ugh just marry the damn thing already will you?" She commented.
"I just might." The fox laughed.
"Jesus Foxy." Rockstar Chica couldn't help but grin at that one.
"Wow he's just as funny as my Foxy. Haha." Gregory laughed.
"Well I'm glad to hear that. And I'm happy to see you laugh tonight mister. It's not all gloom and doom. I know you have some talks with family at home to deal with but, they love you, so even if their hard on you, just remember. It comes from a place of love. Keep that in mind, and you'll breeze through this." Rockstar Chica said with a smile.
She reminded him a lot of his Chica, they may not be blood related in the sense of how humans in a family can be, but that same kind of link, sans blood, between her and Glamrock Chica was clearly there in their personalities.
They got in her car, Gregory getting in the passenger seat once Rockstar Chica unlocked it. She hopped in and started the car, taking off then going past the Harrisberg exit with Foxy following on his bike behind her.
"Wait, don't we need to go to Harrisberg to then take the road back down?" Gregory asked.
"Nope, not when you can do this." Rockstar Chica said putting her blue lights on. She took a shortcut to the Westbound lane of the highway by cutting through a road in-between both sides of the highway, that is clearly marked only for authorized vehicles, i.e police or road workers. If any civilian driver is caught driving through that middle connecting road, and there is several of them every few miles of highway, they will face a hefty fine and ticket.
She took off flooring it.
"This is so cool." Gregory said.
The bird was getting the boy to smile amid everything tonight.